Page 11 of UnTrained: Volume One

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THEN

They hold me down as straps are tightened around my ankles, wrists, thighs, and then my back.

“I’m sorry!” I cry, trying to get away. “I’m sorry!”

I hear the crack before I feel the white-hot pain of a palm striking my ass.

“Silence, 127,” one of them says. “One more word, and you will be gagged for the duration of your punishment.”

I bite my lip, struggling to keep quiet as they part my legs.

I don’t even remember what my infraction was. Did I speak out of turn? Respond too slowly to an order?

Or is this one of those punishments that are doled out just to keep us in line?

Gloved fingers splay me open.

I close my eyes, but it doesn’t block out the pain as one of them shoves his fingers into me.

“You like that, whore?” he asks. He fucks me with two fingers, then with three.

I hold back my cry as I stretch painfully around the intrusion.

I breathe a sigh of relief when it doesn’t last too long, but when gloved hands pull on my bottom cheeks, exposing me completely, I tense.

Cold lube.

A finger prodding at my back entrance.

Then something hard, larger.

I clench, but it doesn’t stop the intrusion.

“Let the nozzle in, 127.”

I can’t relax, but they shove the nozzle into me anyway. As it breaches my tight ring of muscles, a wave of pain washes over me.

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AIDEN

NOW

Ihold up a hand under the table to let Gavin know to wait a minute as I study her.

Before, she seemed resigned to her fate. Now, there’s fear in her expression.

What the fuck did they do to her?

She doesn’t seem to respond to softness, though, so I stick with the harsh, authoritarian that’s gotten me results so far.

“Talk, 127. What happened before?”

She swallows and bites her lip again before she responds. “I… it was a punishment. I’m so sorry. Please, don’t… I’m sorry. Whatever I did, I didn’t mean to. Please.”

Her voice trails off with the last word.

I exchange a look with Gavin, who shrugs, so I turn back to the woman. I wish I knew her name.

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